Hungry? That wasn't... There was no fight in Malfoy. Anthony deflated. Sometimes, a fight was necessary, but it felt like cheating when it was all one sided. He couldn't fight with someone who clearly wasn't into it.
Anthony sighed and looked down for a blink, bringing himself back. With a small tug upwards of his lips, he reached out and rubbed a hand down Draco's arm. That was one thing they had in common. They both craved human contact though for incredibly different reasons. "Starved."